Lumian avoided the garbage dumps infested with rats and cockroaches, sometimes moving quickly, sometimes slowly, sometimes changing direction, sometimes walking in a large circle, as if he was getting rid of an invisible stalker.
Finally, he arrived at White Coat Street and entered the "abandoned" safe house whose lease had not yet expired.
Then he followed the procedure, closed the thick curtains, and examined every corner of the room.
Compared with the past, he not only burned the bed bugs and drove away the mice, but also not let go of all kinds of flying insects the size of rice grains, ensuring that the place was "clean".
After doing this, Lumian sat down at the table, flattened the paper, and began to write:
"Dear Ms. Hela:
"When I participated in the 'April Fool's Day' panel discussion as my sister's Muggle, I discovered that 'Hisoka', 'Mad Girl', 'The Bard' and 'Salty Egg Superman' appeared against 'Muggles' after a long time
The reaction was obviously abnormal, and a friend of mine who was suspected of being a Muggle went to a psychiatrist in the last period of time.
"At the same time, they are all cooperating with 'Loki' in acting, trying to lure members of other groups to go underground to search for the remains of the ancient sun god.
"I think 'Loki' is the de facto leader of April Fool's Day. If other people have problems, he must also be abnormal, so I bought a copy of the 'Ancient Sun God' information from him and asked someone to help me divine the results.
A used mechanical typewriter in the 'Alone' bar in the old street of Trier's observatory district.
"After on-site investigation, I found that it was the stronghold of the Eighth Bureau, but I seemed to be targeted by 'Loki'. I encountered an attack in the evening and almost became his marionette. With my own abilities and the body's
I barely managed to escape with the items, but this also exposed my real identity to him.
"When I wrote this letter, I had already hid in the safe house I had prepared, but I was not sure whether I had actually asked Loki to follow me.
"I feel that the possibility that he has a problem has become very high. If this matter is not clarified, one day in the future, he may bring huge disaster to the research community.
"I hope to get your help.
Lumian was not embarrassed and stated his intention straightforwardly.
He just wants to use himself as bait to fish out "Loki", and let "Hela" who can borrow "secret" power hide in the dark to give the "April Fool's Day" leader a fatal blow!
Faced with such a weird and difficult-to-kill guy, perhaps only "Hela" who is higher in rank than him and Franka and has a way to be "secret" can find the target's identity without being discovered in advance.
After folding the letter, Lumian quickly arranged the altar and summoned the sterling silver skull head with pale flames in its eye sockets.
Franka disappeared and returned to Apartment 601, No. 3, White Coat Street, and persuaded Jenna to go home temporarily and stay away for two or three days.
After Jian Na repeatedly confirmed whether she was really unable to provide help, she opened the door and left cursing, rationally giving up on trying to be strong.
Franka quickly changed her clothes and changed her appearance by relying on the disguise props obtained from Rentas, a member of the "Blessed Society".
While she was putting on makeup, she scolded Destiny’s mother:
"One, Jian Na should not have been allowed to leave first! She is better at using these things than me, and her level of makeup is also higher."
This is the basic skill of an actor apprentice.
Putting on a simple disguise, Franka sometimes became invisible and sometimes lurked in the shadows, and made a small circle around the market area.
During this process, she not only made anti-divination efforts, but also used anti-stalking techniques she learned from Lumian.
Finally, she returned to White Coat Street and entered the building with the house number "6".
The safe house she prepared for herself is located here, and she can see the original residence diagonally opposite.
Phew... After completing all the processes, Franka breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the Loen-style easy chair.
At the same time, she muttered to herself:
Charles and I have only known each other for less than three months, but it feels like we have experienced more things than we did in the previous year...
"Damn it, is this guy the reincarnation of a disaster star?
In the safe house located on White Coat Street, Lumian only waited for nearly a quarter of an hour before he saw the sterling silver skull head emerging from the sudden darkness, with a simple piece of folded letter in his mouth.
"Thank you." Lumian said habitually and took the letter.
If "Hela" is unwilling to deal with the members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" who are just suspected, then he can only give up the plan, quickly find Franka, and take her to the mountainous area using "Spirit World Shuttle".
Erato District and other suburban areas, and then dive back.
He felt that only in this way could he truly get rid of "Loki's" tracking or locking, and he would no longer be able to move openly unless he changed areas.
Lumian unfolded the paper and found that "Hela"'s reply was very concise:
"OK.
The corners of Lumian's mouth curled up, and a red flame burst out from his hand, igniting the reply letter.
Immediately afterwards, he restored the surface of the table to its normal state and used the "Lie" ear clip to return it to its original appearance.
Lumian immediately turned off the carbide lamp, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and pretended to fall asleep.
Time passed by, the night got darker and darker, and the area around White Coat Street gradually became quiet.
The crimson moonlight filtered through the thick curtains, bringing some brightness to the room.
I don't know how long it took, but a small gray-black figure got in through the hole in the corner of the wall.
It was an ordinary-looking mouse.
The mouse slowly and silently came to the table, climbed up, walked back and forth on the surface, sniffing here and there, as if patrolling its territory to see if it had been invaded.
After a while, it ended this behavior, shrank into a dark area that could not be illuminated by the dim moonlight, and turned its body towards the bed.
The mouse looked at Lumian with a deep look, revealing a very human feeling.
In this way, it seemed to have turned into a statue in the darkness, motionless, keeping its gaze on Lumian.
Nearly ten minutes later, slight, imperceptible footsteps were heard in the corridor outside the apartment door.
Ta, da, da, the footsteps are getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, the footsteps disappeared, as if they had never appeared, or stopped at a certain location and stopped moving forward.
The mouse immediately left the dark area where the crimson moonlight could not directly shine, slid along the foot of the table, and returned to the hole it had drilled out of.
It disappeared quickly, and the room became quieter and quieter, with only the slow and long sound of human breathing faintly audible.
Lumian never opened his eyes, his body was in a very relaxed state, and he seemed to have really fallen asleep.
No. 6 Baiyi Street, in an apartment.
I got 0 points for my mouth.
Franca was lying on the easy chair, her body rocking back and forth with the chair.
She worriedly thought about what to do next. There was such a strange and terrifying enemy hiding in the dark, peeking dangerously. It was something that made it difficult for people to feel at ease and relax whether they were sitting or standing.
"It must be solved as soon as possible. You can only be a thief for a thousand days. How can you prevent a thief for a thousand days? It's all over with just one oversight..."
"How about giving up the mission and moving to another place? Or, just keep doing it and use the excuse that the mission will probably fail, and directly ask Ms. 'Judgement' for help to catch 'Loki'. This is feasible.
, but I will bear a debt that is difficult to repay until I become a demigod. Even if Ciel takes away half of it, it will still be a very heavy burden...
"You can also directly ask Ms. Hela to convene an emergency gathering, accuse 'Loki' and others on the spot of killing "Muggles", and ask for trustworthy members to interrogate each other to see which party is lying, uh, 'Loki'
I'm not entirely sure whether there is really a problem with them, but it is certain that I colluded with outsiders and introduced spies...
The more Franka thought about it, the more irritated she became, so she directly used the common sayings from her hometown without deliberately changing them.
Suddenly, she had a strong premonition of danger.
Almost at the same time, she felt an extremely eerie cold erupt from inside her body.
Her body quickly became stiff, and a figure was reflected in each of her lake-colored eyes. The same figure was wearing a short black formal suit commonly worn by junior staff, and her brown hair was neatly combed back, with a hint of Southern Continent origin.
His face was flashing with slightly dull green eyes...
"Resentful soul"! Such a term flashed through Franka's mind, and she knew what kind of attack she had suffered.
Her thoughts began to blur, and her right hand was raised up as if fighting something invisible.
Franka stirred up the spirituality in her body to erupt the black flames of the "witch" from the inside out.
This is aimed at spiritual bodies and can burn "resentful souls", and the "witch"'s resistance to this kind of flame is obviously stronger than other methods. It can completely use injuries to get out of trouble, or even severely damage the enemy.
At this moment, a magnetic voice sounded in Franka's ears:
"It's useless, give up."
This sound was like a sharp arrow, piercing Franka's spirit, interrupting her attempt to condense the black flames.
As soon as the voice fell, her mind seemed to be covered with thick fog, and a thick piece of frosted glass seemed to appear in front of her eyes.
The voice continues:
"I don't use all my strength in the evening. I just want to test it out. The guy with a high-ranking existence sealed on his body and pretending to be a Muggle must have some special abilities. If I don't do a good job of collecting intelligence, I will do my best. Maybe I will die."
"After the test, things became more interesting. I just went to his place and felt that it was not safe enough, so I planned to turn you into my marionette first and make a surprise attack.
"Haha, you think you can get rid of my lock? We all have something special. As long as the distance is within one kilometer, I can sense your location with the help of the power of the great existence.
"I have long wanted a 'witch' to be a marionette, it must taste very good..."
Franka's spirit body was affected by this sound again and again, and her efforts to activate the "mirror substitute" and condense the black flames in advance were interrupted again and again. Her thoughts became more and more stagnant, and her joints seemed to be filled with glue.
Yi said:
"He, 'Loki', can sense my position?
"What's so special, why can he..."
Before Franka could think of a possibility and make a complete resistance, the magnetic voice was already smiling, "I can't waste any more time, I have to speed up the progress to avoid accidents."
At this point, the voice turned respectful and recited in a language that Franka was extremely familiar with: